Su Shi's Ru Meng Ling
It was a message to Dongpo. The person is deep in the Yutang. If anyone comes after we say goodbye, the bridge is covered with snow and there is no way. Go back. Go back. A plow of spring rain falls on the river.
Ru Meng Ling Li Qingzhao
Last night the rain and wind were strong, and the remaining wine could not be consumed by the heavy sleep. When I asked the person behind the curtain, I found that Begonia was still the same. Do you know? Do you know? It should be green, red and thin.
Qinguan Rumengling
The setting sun outside the building is full of red, and the wicker branches are almost half in spring. The peaches and plums can't help but the wind, looking back the fallen heroes are infinite. Broken heart, broken heart, the human body is far away from Chu and the sky
Poppy Li Yu
When is the second month of spring flowers, how much do you know about the past! There was an east wind in the small building last night, and the hometown cannot bear to look back at the month. In the Ming Dynasty, the carved buildings and jade masonry should still be there, but the beauty has changed. How much sorrow can you have? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward!
Magpie Bridge Immortal Qin Temple
Thin clouds play tricks, flying stars spread hatred, and silver men are far away in darkness. As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they win the world countless times. Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and I can't bear to look at the magpie bridge on the way back! If the two love lasts forever, how can they be together? Morning and evening!
The sky is quiet and the sand is quiet (Autumn Thoughts) Ma Zhiyuan
Withered vines, old trees and dim crows, small bridges and flowing water. The west wind blows thinly on the ancient road, the sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world!
Bu Suanzi, Yong Mei, Lu You
Beside the broken bridge outside the post office, it is lonely and ownerless. It is already dusk and I am sad alone, and it is even more windy and rainy. There is no intention of struggling for spring, and once everyone is jealous. It fell into pieces and turned into dust, but only the fragrance remained the same.
Revelation of Heartfelt Feelings Lu You
Back then, I traveled thousands of miles to search for a title, and I took a horse to garrison Liangzhou. Where does the dream of Guanhe end? The old mink fur is dark in dust. The Hu is not gone yet, the hair on the temples is beginning to fall, and the tears are empty. Who would have expected that in this life, my heart would be in Tianshan and my body would be in Cangzhou!
Huanxisha Yan Shu
A new song and a glass of wine, the weather is the same as last year. When does the sun set?
There is no choice but the flowers fall away, and the familiar swallow returns. The fragrant path in the small garden wanders alone.
Bodhisattva Man Wen Tingyun
The hills overlap and the golden light disappears, and the clouds on the temples want to reach the fragrant snow on the cheeks. Too lazy to draw eyebrows, too late to put on makeup and wash up. Looking at the flowers in the front and rear mirrors, the flowers reflect each other. Newly embroidered Luo Ru, both golden partridges.